001. video; Public Service Announcement

[cargojet]

Guessing everyone's feeling a little closer to compos mentis now. Great, that's gonna make this a whole lot easier.

My name is Nathan Petrelli. I'm Senator for New York, elected representative of the people, and recently made Head of Homeland Security by the President himself. It's my job to do what's in the best interests of the people, and in this case I figure that's gonna be easier said than done.

I don't want any of you to worry. Once I get up to speed on the details of what's going on here, I intend to get to the bottom of how we got here, why we were brought here, and how to go about getting back. And I mean how and why, not the bullshit they've been feeding you about jumping and wormholes and the ship needing a crew. There's a malicious intent here I'm gonna address, and then I'm getting everyone back where we belong.

I realise we're not all Americans here, and maybe you think I have no jurisdiction, but I earned the right to intervene the moment I woke up with a tube shoved down my throat, just like everyone else. I want to speak to people who know the most about this place, or be directed toward them. Captain Kirk: you're on my list for starters, but I'd rather speak to the real Captain, rather than some washed up wannabe.

Oh, and before I wrap this up, there's one other thing. A few of you will have spoken to my brother, Peter; he got here during the 'jump' previous to this one, and as I understand it he's been pretty liberal with his imagination ever since. Some time ago my brother convinced himself that he could fly. He stood on top of a twelve story building one day, called me up and told me he was going to show me he could do it. He jumped, and he fell - fortunately only as far as the fire escape - and a couple days later woke up in the hospital with minor injuries. It wasn't long after my father's death, right in the middle of my run for Congress, and I guess he was desperate for attention.

What I'm trying to say is that he's had brushes with depression before - it runs in the family - and he's not exactly stable right now. All of this doesn't make it any easier. If everyone could please be delicate with him, take what he says with a grain of salt, and inform me if it sounds like he's planning to do something that might hurt himself or others. I appreciate it.

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[megamind]

Exhibiting a take charge attitude all while currently calling what passes as the current authority 'wannabes', dirty family laundry, and a heaping dose of arrogance all in your first post.

You must be a villain. We should get along famously.

Tell me, Congress-- running as Republican? I mean, we know no matter what color you vote it's all 'lesser evil' but seriously, you've got 'vote red' written all over you with that 'ignore my attention seeking baby brother he's got mental illness issues' right there.

[cargojet]

Yeah, I'm Republican, and you know what? At least we don't sit on her hands and apologise for everything. You go liberal, you spread yourself too thin, start trying to appeal too hard to every conflicting thing your voters want out of you when you should be unifying the country and having the balls to get things done.

I'm damn proud of who I am, but being a politician and having issues with my kid brother doesn't make me a villain, no matter what you think.

[ And what is that goatie? Goaties are guaranteed to make you look evil. ]

[megamind]

Listen, I may be blue but I don't vote blue-- I don't vote, really. Illegal alien, all that. [He snickers, waving one hand with an unconcerned gesture to how Nathan will take all this.] Still, nobody does dirty pool like Red Team --

--which means you are a villain. Trust me. There's not a single politician in the world who isn't on some level, though you all pretend to aspire to heroic on good days -- you're waffling anti-heroes at the best of times. You Reds are just a little more blatant about it. Though, I mean, few go as hard core as the Hilster, but still. There's a woman who can work her evil!

[He keeps score cards. She's ruthless in his book.]

Anyway. I'm Megamind, and the ultimate independent voter. [Still snickering.] A pleasure to make your acquaintance.

[cargojet]

And you're a self-proclaimed villain yourself, right? You like evil? You're gonna have to excuse me if I don't run out to be pals just like that.

[ He just looks so disgusted.

Nevermind he is still getting over your face. But he's already talked to a skeleton and a woman with blue scales so what the hell, right? There's a reasonable explanation for everything. ]

Megamind. Is there something wrong with having a first and a last name once you become a card carrying lunatic?

[ Thinking of you, Sylar. ]

[megamind]

[At least he's in the standard jumpsuit instead of his costume. It only gets weirder when you involve capes and mantles and huge collars, Nathan.]

It's mundane and boring. Nobody cares that John Doe is robbing all the banks in Metro City, or that he's made the prison levitate, or-- whatever I've done lately, no! They care, however, if [projecting, booming voice; something so loud shouldn't come from such a small, skinny frame] Megamind does!

[ Sylar's got nothing on him. He's a cunning animal, but really. Megamind outweighs him on all style points. Though he does have fantastic villain eyebrows.]

[cargojet]

[ That does sound like 'weirder' to him, too. At least Sylar doesn't wear ridiculous costumes. Nathan does just raise his eyebrows, though. Unimpressed. ]

A good politician - or even a bad one - doesn't have to levitate buildings or rob banks to make sure that both his names are remembered. Not mundane. Not boring. Lincoln, Washington, Kennedy. That's real power.

Just like I'm gonna be remembered as Nathan Petrelli.

[megamind]

I'm sure Tricky Dick totally agrees with you. [Smirk.] Anyway, welcome aboard! I'll figure out a good name for you later. We'll see who remembers what after that!

[cargojet]

I'm not sure that what I need right now is another nickname.

[megamind]

It's not a nickname, it's a title. A non de plume of your other life! Your villainous life! Nicknames are for dimwitted toddlers who can't manage your real name.

This is different.

[cargojet]

I'm trying to tell you, pal, I don't have a 'villainous life'. And frankly I gotta wonder about your common sense if you're going round saying something like that about yourself.

[megamind]

I'm a supervillain. Besides, it's not like I can hide being this awe-inspiring. [At least he hasn't gone into the Light Under A Bushel metaphor]

[cargojet]

Uh huh.

[ Awe inspiring. A guy who can explode at will is awe inspiring. You're just a big headed blue guy with a sinister beard. But he's not even sure he can explain his feelings about it without just being rude. Or upsetting the self confessed 'super-villain'. Who calls themselves that.

Maybe someone who needs to be confined to a padded cell with very strong knock-out drugs. That sounds about right. ]

I'll take your word for it.

[megamind]

Of course you will. [Because he's the only one here in the game, after all.]